Show BILLY THE BILK in TUB IS ers of in K F rity lly ily MAIM iclal It lAl anthor of iret IN ulli ull I fit 11 loy or fron i th tin alm ilm n to the top I 1 uh ilar rel jat alo ill it owr ajete ti c or ln t libbl ranni laike or tr ft a mid bian inn fam r hilt bitter IT creek the ilio doren goyun or ir tile he danue Van llos klc ete CHAPT NIt L TITZ TIIS T 1 allor alf till kill nw na if oil wilt will but bilt my eifel tile the shrieking voice of it 11 kirl girl ratia out upon pou the night on oil chatham quare T cre was it pound of burri burrins jig feet then all 11 was still then the binick sharp sound of a e ni clattering cl on oil the par iain ww heard and duska forms berr rr seen hurrying through the darku kroin front giblets concert hall nerow tile ilie wiy way tile sound of dreamy music llou float ted out nut lk ailt tb ihl the shrill cry tit nt tile the one docu tin death with on tin the allf ide kro tile the balent tart the linure ol of 1 a I dinall crouch tin in thedo alir airway near barthe r back into tile d darnes none heard tile the low love mocking lie uttered the brave fought his nay through the empty ni and reached ret cheil tile the there was nothing ing there the laugh lit li of nl the man crouched in the thedo onay ran r kii out again as tile the po liceri lice iio illan stooped cI down blown anil and pick picked ed up tip ada nn anvil that bad been dropped IQ in the struggle what could it mean 2 R IL THE DUPENS the geene it is the cherry ifill hotel in tile the hand himl some tome binl it lit spacious office a doz j clerks clerk sit hit doing durum during the bay day alln alas there been n li LM drum druin left here for tile me ii voice tile the hotel clerk quits inn liioi ills his dia imond with tile office blott blotter erand too looks k s up lip the speaker is it bhart thick bet bd titan min very very tall noil and thin so no bitis drum his has licen been left here ali livi ered the clerk tile the hife h afe I 1 alel ll el lime hate I 1 been milled T the mail hut but no it lie dire dare wit nut eliy iday tile me false then lie turns it 1 tile llie hotel clerk and adds should a k ha ans drum br be 1 left ft lucre here vi rap it up carefully aall anil 1 nj esell cr nt fit once to william williams to 10 boviero I 1 will cull call for it then thell lie he wik briskly binay A bright featured lad ind lit in the llie uni furi of i lell lioy aims astl nt it t alie ile t trin r its er cp it IS ij hilly billy tile bilk lie ini illers up bairs in m room 31 it t inin of nf middle asa age sits buck back at ills cise case Nit soling it I 1 igar elte A smile of elfiki el fied complain com complacency eucy is upon hit his faro there i ii a knock at the door the rivin inin goes to it there 14 i no one in IB the corridor hill but on the llie th lies ln a note it it Is i t addressed to mr Doli Dous glas liia blanchard the man opens it and reads He Be warel billy tile the bilk has ha called for the bass drum hicl 1 1 fice face changes deadly white ile he abr throws 0 ws up his hands handa and falls forward in ia 1 girbon aaroon ill III THE MISSING UNK irene blanchard tat kut lit in her boudoir ing a volume of emerson Ciu erson a clad wild girl of thirty live five what was alis change that hal lately come coma over tier her what lial embittered tier her life what use to live slie she murmured my young life made a cuie ciline cui e my illy fattier father a stranger to his bis family then she read the poets line i I 1 it t WM nas tin sad noon of aitio night each limp lin emst imst ast lica veil a sigh tho the pat pa entena lay its IL still las as dealt deafly A tear stood in n each cacti e eo c it is like the anguished echo of mine own life she bald aid at tilt moment the loud beating of a bass basa drum hounded through the night 1 il is tile the serenade heren nde site she said raid why iiii will 1 he i e date dare come illien lie knows he CD endangers dangers his life and my happiness I 1 cin call neier love him een though lie he hold my fattier father in ID its his power CHAPTER IV T ane E SOLVED r 11 t Is the night of st patricks day tin the bowery wery is 13 a blase of light laughing crowds pass by upon the beree A aspect s beet faced girl sc scantily andly protected from the biting march nind stands ou on the corner of baxter street singing Cruis keen lawn I awn the careless passerby does docs not note tho the pinched appearance of tier her face upon w inch her nose so ao long iong anil and sharp that it would pick it lock stands out in bold relief A man dutches clutches heron her on the shoulder what have hare you made he sa s elluta lluta few she replies rt plies cruis kee acen it lan lau a is a b back ack number nothing but sweet SH act katie connote nid and comrades comrade goes on the 1 bowery now you lie you jadel lie L 1 I stalled staff stal ged a bloke giving you teri pence and be strikes tier lier a cruet cruel blow the next lie he feels himself clutched in the strong grasp of a tall young mm man in a full dress suit it la is shelton Lt ingdon so aa actis e member of the manhattan Manhat tau athletic club you curl he says to strike a lady billy the bilk for it Is ho be utters a shrill whistle to in a few moments langdon is ia dragged into inco a deo den near by anda and 1 seventy event nine cent suit replaces his costly garments held by a dozen men ike he is la helpless but him he bo can see beetho the sneering face ace of billy the bilk ed mortimer be here herc now with t h th the e police says the young man ga glory r y then billy the ino bilk in your short lived trin eiph A at t tha instant the crashing sound of tin nn iron anvil is heard against tile the door the battled bandits bin dila crouch against the wall as aa they liv hear arthe the ringing voice of ed mortimer ordiner at the door A crash and the are totters dmd falls and iron bound ld ed springs into the room the continuation of this story will be found la in no of the messenger BOYS boya journal price 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